the price of disobedience.. continues
Robb was shocked.. he never in his wildest dreams would have imagined himself in a situation such as this one. What appeared to be an actual sex slave was kneeling in front of him.. waiting to do whatever he told her he wanted. No.. that couldn’t be right. He looked across the room to meet his brother’s eyes. In them he believed he read pride… and also challenge. Maybe Phedre wasn’t the only one in the room being tested. He looked back to the kneeling redhead… her bowed head only inches from his knees. Her hands were clasped behind her back. His cock stirred at the sight of her.
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